Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 132 New Changes
At dawn, the crowing of the rooster woke Chris up. He opened the curtains and opened the window. The fresh and cool summer wind blew in his face. Chris looked at the rising sun on the horizon in the distance, and suddenly felt that the world was... So peaceful and beautiful.

If a person does not know the existence of the extraordinary and just spends his life peacefully day after day, year after year, this is also the life that many people dream of.

Chris suddenly thought that he was just being moved by the beautiful rural scenery. In fact, in the docks, alleys, and factories, there were many poor people who did not have enough to eat or clothe themselves. One by one, they formed In this society, their names and ages are insignificant. In future history, they will be just stacked numbers without any characteristics, and no one will remember them.

This is the faceless man...

Chris sighed softly, and rough songs were heard in the distance. People in the suburbs slept soundly last night.

He took a step back and sat on the bed, looking at the brand on his left wrist. The mysterious symbol was slightly raised on the skin, but the color was not as obvious as before, as if it was gradually blending into his skin.

Chris touched it, feeling the touch of his skin, and silently recited His honorable name in his heart:

"The writer of all living beings, the controller of the infinite universe, the supreme eternal existence..."

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, flickering light spots appeared in his sight, and low murmurs came from his ears. Chris gathered his spirit, concentrated his energy, and came to the Island of Stars.

At this time, Star Island is no different from before, but upon closer inspection, you can still identify some differences. The most obvious is that the starry sky above your head is brighter and more dazzling, the ocean is vast, and the waves are deep blue and charming.

Chris gave a simple idea, and the flowing "Lord of Mysteries" immediately flew towards him, outlining a starlight path in mid-air.

Chris opened the book and kept flipping back. The joy on his face was beyond words - he had unlocked the complete second volume.

The second volume has the largest number of chapters in the book. Naturally, for him who is currently at Sequence 7, the amount of information he has obtained is also greater.

I thought I could only unlock the first half, but I didn’t expect that I could directly unlock the entire second volume...

Chris reached out and touched the pages of the book, raising little stars and scattering them in the air.

He skimmed through it quickly and had a general understanding of the plot and material appearing in the second volume.

In the second volume, Klein was operating in Backlund under the alias "Sherlock Moriarty". As Chris read it, he suddenly felt a sense of escape - it was only June 6nd, and The second volume was already three months later, which made him feel a little unreal.

Chris shook his head left and right to get rid of this feeling in his mind, and turned the book forward to Chapter 38 of the second volume.

He had a vague feeling that his inspiration seemed to remind him that he could gain something in this chapter.

Sure enough, my inspiration was right. The title of Chapter 38 is "Harvest". Let me see what happened in this chapter... Well, in this chapter, Klein passed the attack on Rosago above the gray fog. Through channeling and dream divination, I obtained the complete potion formulas of Sequence 7 "Magician" and Sequence 6 "Faceless Man" of the "Fool" pathway...

Chris looked at the ingredients that made up the formula and silently estimated their prices in his mind - he was penniless now, so he could conjure up a few ingredients and sell them in the underground market for money.However, he felt that the reminder of his inspiration may not be that simple. It was just to allow him to conjure up materials and sell them for money. There must be other intentions.

The real roots of the misty tree man, the evil-patterned black panther... Well, it seems that the main materials in the mid-sequence are mainly extraordinary species... What about the "faceless man"?The Thousand-Faced Hunter's mutated pituitary gland... The Thousand-Faced Hunter?
Chris frowned slightly, thought for a while, then clapped his hands and figured it out:

His current appearance is still that of Chris Doty. If he wants to move freely in Tingen, he has to change his appearance. The "Faceless Man" has the ability to change his appearance, and the main material of his potion naturally also has this property. !
Chris stretched out his index finger and pressed it on the words "The mutated pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter" and quietly felt the warmth coming from his fingertips.

As the warmth spread from his fingertips throughout his body, a giant dragon with several heads appeared in his mind. The dragon's figure disappeared in an instant, and the knowledge about the "Hunter with a Thousand Faces" was like a blur. A bowl of thick soup was poured into Chris's brain. The essence of it was the knowledge of using the mutated pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter to make relevant potions.

Chris looked at the yellow-brown shelled walnut-like object that slowly appeared above the book. He felt secretly happy and reached out to gently hold it and put it in the palm of his hand.

The mutated pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter is like a walnut kernel, and the grooves on it are the brain lines. The surface is uneven, with many bulges and depressions, and it feels soft to the touch.

The knowledge about using the mutated pituitary gland of the Thousand-Faced Hunter to make potions seemed to be engraved into Chris's brain. He knew the steps and required materials by heart. It felt as if he had memorized this knowledge long ago, and now Just dig them out from the depths of memory.

Then, Chris randomly produced two bottles of essential oil from the front, ready to sell them in real life.

He gave the idea of ​​"descending" and returned to reality with his pituitary gland and essential oils.

With his pituitary gland, he can make "faceless potions."

Chris put his pituitary gland into a small cloth bag, then put the bag in his pocket and walked out of the bedroom.

Wilmot was not in the living room, and Chris opened the front door. Wilmot was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, sitting in a rocking chair outside the house, leisurely reading a newspaper.

Next to the rocking chair was a table with a plate of bread and a bowl of vegetable soup.

Chris looked at Wilmot's clothes and couldn't help but feel a little dazed. He had never seen anyone wearing short sleeves in this world.

Wilmot seemed to notice Chris staring at him. His eyes stayed on the newspaper. He picked up a piece of bread and dipped it into the soup, and said slowly:
"I don't dress like this outside. This style of clothing invented by Emperor Russell has never become popular. I can't understand it."

Seeing that Chris didn't answer, Wilmot pushed the bread plate towards him: "Are you hungry? Eat something."

Only now did Chris see what Wilmot looked like. He was middle-aged, with a medium build, short hair, gray eyes, and a smile that didn't care about real life.

In any case, he could not connect Wilmot with the intellectual church, which was rigorous and serious and advocated knowledge. Wilmot did not look like a teacher, but like a cynical rich boy.

(End of this chapter)